Genius Scammers Want an Easy Life After Reincarnation

School detectives are at the bar ①

The cool sound of karan.

The amber liquid, which coloured the clear glass, waved small.

The music that can be played to dance slowly while changing the rhythm calms my mind with a slumber.

Yes, the immediate problem is not a big one.

Don't panic and do what needs to be done, the situation will definitely get better.

That's what I believe.

Ha.

Exhale a hot breath.

I met the master who was polishing the glass behind the bar counter.

What can I do for you?

Instead of answering, incite the glass.

I found the cold liquid moisturizing my dry throat.

"In this time of year, it is often impossible to find a job. I had a long way to go until I settled down here."

……

"Oh, it's unusual. Most customers always give it back like this..."

"How did you know?"

When the voices are aligned, the master who stopped polishing the glass rounds his eyes.

But that was for a moment.

Immediately returning to his calm expression, Master opened his eyes slightly pleasantly.

"Haha, you took one of these."

"What you're doing is no different from what you're doing. Observe the person's appearance and gestures and compare them with the information they see or hear. I don't know what to say myself, but I guess you soon understood me. Maybe he knows his name."

"... apparently you're just as rumored. Yes, I'm familiar with it. Dear Rosie Mystilia,"

In this world where there is no notion of personal information protection, if you do something prominent, the rumor spreads to the surroundings in an instant.

For example, a student at the Royal School of Lomerian Magic is looking for a part-time job.

I'm famous, too.

"Let's do that. Glendarek's dog, rare fortuneteller, blunt fox - you won't be able to count them with one hand right away."

"Blunt fox?

"It is said that foxes are intelligent, as well as cunning, deceptive and manipulative. The dull colour is the colour of Rosie's hair."

"I'm sure it's not a compliment."

"Hahaha"

Remove your gaze from the master who laughs and deceives you.

As soon as I put the empty glass on the table, the next one was poured.

"Let me tell you something..."

"Don't worry, it's a service from the store."

Instead, the master keeps sending a newspaper clip in front of me.

It was a few years ago from the condition of the paper.

"Serial strange killer“ patchworker ”arrested, the killer is a soldier directly under the royal command who exposes the world's wrongdoing....."

According to the summary in the transcript,

The killer first abducted three people of the same height, skeleton, gender, eye and skin color, and race simultaneously.

Then, after being killed by some drug, parts of the body and skin are broken down and joined like puzzles.

The assembled body was found in an exaggerated pose wrapped in a glorious costume, as if it were a theatrical scene.

The location is on a popular street.

Either the kidnapping or the abandonment were carefully planned, no witnesses appeared until conclusive evidence was obtained, and 39 victims were released by the time of arrest.

There were no injuries on the body other than when it was damaged. Cutting and suturing were the techniques of facial injury to the doctor.

I see. So you call it a "patchworker.”

The killer's name is...

"... why are you giving me this?

Raise your face and close your eyes to see the Master.

"Don't you already know what I'm talking about?

"Maybe if I were a real fortuneteller."

That's what Master looks at me with a deep surprise. [M]

It's closer to plain rather than showing the customer the look.

It was as if I believed I was a fortuneteller. [M]

"No way, did you really believe in divination?

"Well then, the rumors so far..."

"I don't know what you're talking about, but I was just trying to extract information from their reactions and expressions. I told you, what I'm doing with you is the same."

That's right, Master says somewhat discouraged.

Disheartening... in other words, a reversal of expectations.

What was Master expecting of me when he showed me this?

The victim had a family member.

Huh?

"No. Then it's the killer."

The rhythm of breathing is instantly disturbed.

A picture star.

"I'm just an acquaintance, I'm just too obsessed with it. I've had this kind of article for years. I'm a little too old to be a friend. I wonder if it's the boss's relationship with his subordinates."

The Master's serious gaze ejects me.

Expectations are in his eyes, as is the excitement of pushing him to death.

I can deduce from your words, "There was a turning point until I settled here", that I had left a job that I had worked for a long time a few years ago and changed jobs. If this article is the trigger, the more you think there's another real killer. "

"Wonderful....!

Step out of the bar counter and hold my hand with both hands. [M]

"After all, there was no madness in my eyes. Rosie, I'm sure you..."

"Can you find the real killer? That's impossible. It's impossible to uncover the truth about a case that was solved years ago, even in a month or two. Unless you're a real fortuneteller."

"But! You just grabbed one end of the past from my words and a clip!

"Instead of lying to breathe, I won't lie without a reason. I'm sorry, but I'm busy looking for a part-time job right now. Dormitory life costs money."

Say, "Thank you," and put the cost of two glasses of apple juice at the counter.

Expenses hurt, but I can't help it, it's better than getting into trouble.

Stand up and head for the exit.

"Please wait, Rosie!

Open the door while listening to the master's voice with his back.

I realized that the door opened at the same time as the person on the other side.

"Ah."

"Oops."

I can see the applause facing each other.

At that moment, the information you were trying not to think about connects in your brain.

I should have left the store a little earlier.

"... Rosie Mysteria, why are you here?"

"As a coincidence, you can't get rid of it."

Hah, exhale and look at the starry sky beyond the door.

The name of the man arrested as a serial killer “patchworker” is Alec Norrent.

The name of the girl who appeared in the master's shop that seems to be involved is Celia Norrent.

The summery heat has calmed down, and the autumn is approaching today -

A more troublesome problem came before me than a financial one. [M]